Well thanks to the rain our basement flooded. It took two back breaking hours to get the four inches of water out with five gallon buckets and three people. About twenty minutes after we finished hauling all the water out, my husbands oldest brother calls to ask if we needed a pump to pump the water out. Seriously?!
Another memory can be added to the list I suppose. At least our two boys enjoyed the giant swimming pool! The best part about this situation was me telling Zachery a few weeks ago that we should just make a pool and call it good as opposed to building our house. God definitely has a sense of humor!